Author: Aimee

Becoming Type A-

I have always been The Planner. The Thinker. The Worrier. The Organizer. The Scheduler.But ever since taking my meds for the night terrors (which have been non-existent since January, thank-you-very-much), things have been slipping. In mostly a good way.It is SUCH a frickin' relief to…

Hey! Neat!

I just realized that Oh The Joys, in the middle of her nomination frenzy, went a little extra crazy and put me in for Best Photography Blog in the Blogger's Choice Awards (see the new obnoxious badge under my bio). Wow! I guess I have…

Sugar Crack

Yesterday afternoon I wanted to give both Declan and myself a treat, so I picked him up early from school. We played on the playground for about an hour and then he begged me for some ice cream. It was 4:40 - approaching dinnertime -…

Summer of Love

I can't tell you how many people I know who were born in April. And looking around the blogosphere, I am getting to know a ton more. Apparently, more people than the hippies had sex in July and August 1969.Because I am 37 today! Yay…

Oh, yes. I am *that* dorky.

But so is Danielle. And Teri. And Sharon. I maintain that it's all their fault that I am addicted.Danielle is even making me take July 13th off so we can see it on opening day.Oh yes. The nerd runs deep, thick and gooey.